It’s Halloween and I’ll Have The Ghoulash.

Halloween has rolled around once again. Every year I am reminded of my own youth and the excitement of fall coming around, when once again my brothers and I could head off down the street to get candy from the neighbors, all because we put on a crummy costume. I...

I Love The French.

When I was in 4th grade at Kennydale Elementary, I had the chance to sign up for band. Now, I don’t really remember if I was given the chance. I think it was just expected, as my other brothers, well two of the three, played in band. There were limited choices...

As You Wish.

Pirates in Paradise is just a couple weeks away now. If you aren’t a pirate or wench kind of person, you may have never heard of it. Suffice it to say that PiP (as it is known), is the Mardi Gras/Christmas of the pirate world. Hundreds of pirates attend. For 10...

It’s All A Game.

A friend asked me a couple days ago about whether I liked to play games. And while there are many in my life who would say, “oh, yes, he likes to play games with others” that’s not what I am talking about. I’m also not talking about being a...

Sometimes I Feel Like A Brotherless Child.

When my mother had a recent health scare, I thought it might be the end for us. When she passes away I will, in essence, be an orphan. At least that’s the way I have chosen to view it. For though I have 3 1/2 siblings, all of them have abandoned ship on me over...

Getting My Drinking License.

It’s amazing how many milestones you have when you’re still in your youth. You learn to walk and talk, ride a bike, go on your first date, hopefully have sex the first time, and have your first legal drink. I know that others in my era had their first...

Man, That Sounds Pretty Fishy To Me.

As we know, I’m not much of a sportsman. When I was in the dating world a couple years ago I always marveled at all these photos of obviously very outdoorsy women holding up the day’s catch, posing with a big marlin or out on a boat with a fish on. I...

Forget The Remodel. I Want It Restored.

Many years ago I came into possession of a lovely home. It was everything I had dreamed of, and it was all mine. To others, it may have not been worth a second look. But to me, it was the place I had always dreamed of. It wasn’t fancy. Pretty basic really. A...

Running On Empty.

Over the weekend I finally finished the draft of my memoirs. 137,000 some words covering the last 30 years of playing pirate – the good, the bad and the downright ugly. As I poured through the 435 pages this weekend, getting it ready to send off to be proofed, I...

You Big Flirt.

For as long as I can remember I have been a bit of a flirt. OK, let’s drop the bit part of that. I am a huge flirt. It’s not like I ever learned how to be one. It just happened. Perhaps somewhere in the family DNA there is the mutant flirt gene. I know my...